The Best Summer Activity

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The Best Summer Activity

Addy is a regular teenage girl who faces the usual conflict of falling in love, feeling unwanted and trying to

resolve things ingeniously. She knows she's for falling for her old friend Geoff but doesn't want to admit it

because she is not sure if Geoff feels the same. To remove the awkward feeling, she decides to divert her

attention to something or rather someone else. Kyle comes into the picture as the ideal guy everybody

wants. Addy and Kyle easily become friends and she makes herself believe that Kyle is the right one for

her. Geoff, on the other hand, stands aside although he seems to have an idea of what is going on

between him and Addy.

Everything is even better than she expected it would be. Kyle is just what she had always wanted and,

most of all, what she really needed at the moment. Things go rough when she finally makes up her mind

to proclaim her change of heart in front of everybody. She was pulled out of reverie and into the real

situation. But Addy is not ready to see what had hit her.

Will Addy be able to make up for all the bad decisions she had made? Or will she lose what she has been

protecting the whole time, her pristine reputation? Will there be someone for her when she's finally

ready to profess her real feelings?

Hey, this was written as if a girl is really relating how things happened to her Thus the girly terms,expressions and sentences with incomplete thoughts. This is really a very random narration of every

unforgettable moment in our characters summer vacation! I really tried to make it seem so real. If its

fast-paced, its because this is how things really are the more we try to pause and understand.

I just hope you guys like it! Just tell me what you think about this HAHA Thank you! :*


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Introduction to the Activity

Hi there the text message said. I was stunned, as in really stunned that I didnt know how to

react. I was sitting on the floor. My toes were enjoying the comfort of the 2-year old carpet I was sitting

on. My hands got cold. I quickly typed in my reply after having realized that Ive been staring at my

cellphones screen for too long. Hello!But I erased the half of it a second after I finished typing. How inthe world can I make myself say hello when Im overly unhappy after what I saw on my way home? But

then again I cant tell him that just because I saw him flirting, not just hanging out, with that argghh girl.

They might have not seen me because the cars windows were tinted.

By the way, this he is a guy from my former school. He transferred when I was in Preschool and

left the school again when we were in fourth grade. He came back in my first year in high school but we

didnt get to see each other because I already transferred to a very demanding and prestigious high

school. I just learned that he came back from my best friend in the world, Maxine. This guy, his names

Charles Geoffrey Villafuenco- Trinidad, hes 16 years old and has an athletic built, or so they say. He is the

heartthrob of girls ranging from second grade to fourth year high school. He has those brown eyes which

are almost perfect in position and size and a pointed nose, actually its what the fan girls call an inverted

7. He smiles at almost everyone and whenever he squints at the sun or winces or grimaces, he never looks

less attractive, thats what theysay.

Anyway, I met him again last summer, before our junior school year started. Maxine and I

decided to meet at Starbucks in Santana Grove. I was brought there by my adorable Kuya Anthony. I have

been waiting for at least 10 minutes when my eldest brother said that he couldnt stand waiting with me

because I was so talkative. So he left and I was alone. I immediately thought about what yaya Lilette said

about my attire. She said I looked cute in it. I was conscious of how my clothes would look on me because I

never thought of myself as a girl who has awesome style and fashion sense. I decided against buying a

venti cup of caramel. Itd be better if Maxine and I would drink at the same time so we could take pictures.

Then a few more minutes later, I saw a group of people walking towards the shop I was in. I recognized the

two walking ahead as Iris and Toby; they were my former classmates, way back when I was in grade

school. Uh-oh! Maxine came with them! I noticed Maxine with her straight hair accented by the pretty

headband I gave her last Christmas.

Then, they all came in and said in cheerful voices, Addy! How nice to see you here, I just smilednervously and moved closer to the yellow-orange post near me to give them space to sit. Maxine gave me

a peck on the cheek and whispered, They wanted to see you too. I smiled again to mean that it was

okay, as long as they dont bombard me with questions or talk about stuff I dont know. I knew Maxine

understood that. When I looked up again to see who the other person was, I was shocked to see him there.

Charles, I almost stood up. Hi, Addy, he said with a smile, by the way, its Geoff now and- err- you

look good in black. That was the only time I appreciated my oversized black shirt with OMG. Oy May

Gwapo! in hot pink and bold letters, my mind raced and asked myself immediately if it was right that I

paired it with cropped pants and my beach slippers. Oh, does he look good in pink!

So much for that, the group talked for quite a while until Iris said they had to go. She said they

were picking something up for someone from somewhere. I didnt pay much attention to what she was

saying because I was too busy distracting myself so as not to drool over Charles or rather Geoff and as a

distraction, I was twisting my hair over and over again. Maxine and I said bye to them but before they left,

we got each others numbers. Of course, I let Geoff type in my number so I could tell the whole u niverse

that it was him who saved it and I let him type in his number on my phone. Ha! No one could say I asked

for it.

So that was how we started talking to each other. He sent a quote that night and I nonchalantly

commented on the quote. Soon, every day and every night until dawn, we texted each other and there

were times when he actually fell asleep but I immediately forgive him when he calls me up early in the

morning to say sorry. I guess this was also the start of the inevitable fact all over my body that I was

starting to like him, really like him.


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I frowned at the realization. It was the millionth time I thought of that thing today. I looked

around the room. It was all in order. My bed was fixed with my favorite bubble-themed bed covers and

pillow cases; it also had my collection of small pillows with different designs. On the left of my bed was a

side table with my rainbow colored cellphone case above a small pile of English pocket books. I thought of

the things inside the side tables drawer, a notebook full of wacky drawings and a pencil case containing

ball pens with different colors and a couple of pencils. Perpendicular to my bed was my closet. Beside my

closet was the window looking out the streets. I could see at once who were coming through this window.It was the first time this day I noticed my new curtains, gray with blue dolphins all over.

Everything was fine indeed, so what need have I of anymore complications? But my own mind

threw a question at me; do I really want to miss this opportunity to connect with him again? I dont know.

One thing is for sure, I am not going to send any reply today or tonight.

Problem:

Were Always Brought Together; I Dont Know What to Do!

My parents are in France right now, visiting my aunt who lives there. So at dinner the whole

month, I have to wait for my brothers, Kuya Anthony and Kuya Angelo. Not to mention that I have to

suffer dinnertime with both of them.

Anyway, Kuya Angelo came home first. He s taking up Civil Engineering. I was about to say hi

when he started the conversation first, Adeng, we have to talk. Actually, he made it sound like I

shouldnt even say a word. He calls me Adeng, the worst version of my name. I just stared at him and

continued playing with the marbles on the center table. Do you know whats the latest about you? he

asked as if I should know whatever that was but doesnt because Im so not updated. Nevertheless, I

asked him, About me? What is it and how did you know about it? I wasnt even sure if I wanted to know

what it was but since I asked, I must listen to what hes going to say. Well, as I was walking home, the trio

was walking to the village gate. They were chatting excitedly about some girl who was having a fling with

the heartthrob who just came back. Too bad, the one with the fairest skin of them all said, because

someone elses seen out with him very often. I froze at the first part of his news. Those were the exact

words! And what those girls talk about is the latest and most spread news. Would you mind telling me

whats going on? Kuya Angelo has never been this irked because of those three girls (who were HIS

stalkers).

But I still didnt understand how he knew they were talking about me. So I asked, Kuya, how didyou know it was me they were talking about? They said the guy was teaching the girl how to play

basketball. Codename for the girl was AL and for the guy, Coach Var sity. Any more questions? Okay, so

now I have no escape. How the hell did my name ever pop-up in gossips? I am not even a frequent visitor

of my former school and yet they find time to talk about me. Sure, I have lots of friends there and Id love

to hear that they remember me but not in this way. I failed to answer or even move from where I sat for a

few minutes. The fact that my brother heard about the news is a major alert but him hearing I was having

a fling is total disaster.

Speak. He simply said, like a god demanding for an excuse from a slave. First of all, I am not

having a fling with anyone. Second, I dont care if that Coach Varsity whatsoever of those stupid nosy

girls has been seen dating someone else. Ouch. That hurt a little bit. Third, I havent even seen him

again and that basketball tutorial hasnt even started. I told you Id tell you guys if hes going to teach me

already. True enough, his voice softened a bit.I know youre telling me the truth but the thing is theres

news about you. Do you still talk to Geoff? I really prayed he wouldnt tell me to stop talking to him. But I

had to answer him with all honesty. Not as often as I used to, I said, my head still bowed down. Thats

convincing. Now, how seldom do you talk?Did he really have to ask that? Oh well, we just text each

other during weekends and he has not called for quite some time. This was true but during those said

weekends, we texted till the morning and only paused when he had to play basketball which was during

5:30 p.m. He would then text me if hes done playing already. Then wed talk about each others lives till

dinner, and the cycle goes on again. Kuya Angelo just looked at me with wondering eyes but I know he

believes me because I never lie to them. Ill just take a nap, wake me up when dinners ready, he said as

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I opened the television and tuned to different channels, looking for a movie thats yet to start.

Then I found one, Garfield was just about to begin. I have always loved Garfield even though I didnt like

cats that much. He was the exact lazy, wanna-be, and super cute thing I want to live with.

I was really into the movie. It was the part when Garfield was looking for Odie and was having

some difficulty in looking for the pink building when the phone rang. I reluctantly stood up. How I wished I

could pause the movie until I could concentrate on it again. When I got to the phone, I answered with my

usual greeting. Hello, goodevening, who is this? Then I heard the most dreaded and, at the same time,awaited voice, Its Geoff. Are you busy? If this were a conversation on a radio station, the staff would

fire me for the longest dead air. What should I say? Yes, I am busy and you cant disturb me but honestly, I

want to talk to you. Or, no, I am not doing anything but its really weird because I am not supposed to talk

to you yet I really miss your voice.

The hell! I cant get an appropriate answer. But in the end, I told him, Im just waiting for kuya

Anthony to arrive. Do you need anything? I wished he had a valid reason for calling. Sure, an endless

talk with Miss Addy Lopez, please, Geoff said sounding really funny and sincere. If I were an ice cube, I

would have melted. This was a strange request for me but an intellectual person wouldnt agree to

something like this. Really? I asked in the most casual way I could manage. Yup, really. He simply

answered. I wondered if this was the way he talked to that girl but deep inside, I wished it wasnt. I

wished he was only this sweet to me. Impossible, I thought to myself. Soon, though it was against my

plans, we were talking about my day, his day and some things we failed to mention in the past.

Addz, I heard kuya Anthony say a few seconds after I put the phone down. Whew, that was

good timing. Yes? He walked across the room and put his laptop down on the single sofa. Kuya Anthony

was tasked to practice managing the family company. Like I always do, I went to where he stood and

kissed him on the cheek. You look tired, I told him, walking to his laptop. I really am, can we eat now?

he answered. I was just about to open his laptop to play when he said this so I nodded and bounded the

stairs to call my other brother.

After three knocks, I heard a grunt inside the room and I took it as a cue to get in. Hey, kuya

Tonys really tired and hungry. Get up now. He slowly lied on his back then looked at me, I have nothing

against Geoff, Adeng. I just dont want other people talking about you in a negative way. I understood

him and waited for him to stand up and put on his shirt. Thanks Kuya, I mumbled and kissed him on the

cheek.

We had dinner while chatting about our daily events. I kept on looking at Kuya Angelo to check ifhe would tell Kuya Tony the gossip. Good thing he didnt. Manang Lilette brought out sliced apples with

caramel for dessert.

As we were eating, Kuya Tony mentioned something about a basketball league in our

subdivision. Wouldnt there be volleyball games? I asked. I am a volleyball player and since my brothers

are active youth sports leader in the community, they could probably squeeze it in. Im sorry Addy;

theres no volleyball this time. Mr. Hernandez wanted to focus on boys in the area. You could actually do

something, however, he said. What can I do? I asked him. You could be the manager or support

leader of the village team, Kuya Tony suggested. Thats sounds good, maybe I coulddo that, I told him.

Great, because you know what? I heard your old friend, Geoff, is playing on our team. When he said

this, Kuya Angelo and I looked at each other alarmingly and out of nowhere I got hiccups.

Are you okay? Here, drink some water, Kuya Tony said, rubbing my back. Im fine, thanks, I

told him. You sure? he asked me again. I just nodded my head and looked at Kuya Angelo again. Much

to my fury, he was chuckling.

What a life! Here I am, trying to avoid someone that could cause me my reputation and here are

my brothers, organizing a basketball league and happily putting that someone on the team they want me

to manage. If I get into trouble, I could not tell them that its their fault they put Geoff in t he team. Did

they not tell me and always remind me to worry of the outcome before doing something? But I could not

show my brothersor anyonethat Im actually bothered about it.

Oh, that would be great. At least I know someone on the team already, I sa id with the entire

casualty I can afford. Kuya Angelo shot me quite a look and I just gave him my teasing smile, saying, Are


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have to settle them before summer ends, I said with a sigh, remembering summer gives me mixed

emotions. Nevertheless, we chatted for some twenty minutes, mostly about updates of her blooming

friendship with one of the guys in school. When I put the phone down, Kuya Anthony was back in the

living room, reaching for the remote control. Stop! I called to him. He looked at me with a puzzled look.

After my fourth call, that things going back to my hands, I told him, this is my second call. He just

chuckled and sat lazily on the sofa, changing the channel.

We had lunch and then I had to go to Anne Oak. I put on my usual jeans and a green shirt mybrothers gave me as a Valentines gift last year. Going out of the house, I told them I was leaving and Kuya

Angelo reminded me to bring an umbrella and that both of them would be looking for referees and judges

for the league.

As I was walking towards the village entrance, I opened the folder I was carrying that contained

the papers the managers and coaches would have to read and sign. Unexpectedly, the papers flew out

and I almost jumped while I turned to catch some of them still on air. Also unexpected: Geoff was at once

to the rescue. He was picking up those that flew far away while I chased those around me. Here, he

said, handing me the papers. Thanks Geoff, I told him, looking at his awesome half smile. Where are

you going anyway? he asked me. Im going to visit the coaches of other villages, I answered. Alone?

he asked, kind of surprised. I nodded, at the back of my mind, a voice was telling me I should ask if he

wasnt busy and if he could come with me. Of course I didnt give in to that voice.

By the way, what are you doing here? I asked Geoff, I was just with the other team members,

we decided on the jersey design, he told me. For all I know, he lived in another subdivision a jeepney ride

away from ours. Do you mind if I come with you? From what Ive heard, the players from Anne Oak dont

like you very much, Geoff said, chuckling. Yeah, I agreed, they think Im such an excitement spoiler, as

in they were expecting very much to win. Did others tell you they prepared a party for their supposed

victory? I laughed when I said all of this. Unfortunately, youre part of the opposing team, he said and

smiled his wonderful smile again. I started to walk, thinking hed do the same but he didnt and when I

looked back at him he said, You didnt say I could go. Okay then, lets go.

Inside Anne Oak, the people inside a small store were looking at us. I didnt bother to look back

at them because Geoff was telling me about some basketball rules. We arrived minutes later at the office

inside the newly renovated hall. Excuse me, sir, is Mr. Derek Garcia here? I asked politely after a short

woman let us in, never removing her eyes from Geoff. The guy who was standing in front of us was

currently rummaging inside the drawer. Yep, hes here. May I know who the visitors are? he asked, not

looking up. Addy Lopez, Im supposed to meet him for the basketball league in our village. Hes Geoff, Ianswered, pointing to Geoff even if I know the guy wont see because he was too busy to look up. Oh,

the basketball league, he said, turning his back on us, now looking through the rack at the back, Hell be

coming in a minute, he just printed out something. Okay, Geoff and I simultaneously said. I felt myself

blush slightly so I turned my head away. A man emerged from the door beside the rack; he looked fit for a

coach. There you are, Coach. They wanted to talk to you about the league, the busy guy said. And what

do you think youre doing there? Mr. Garcia asked with one eyebrow raised. Oh, I was just looking for

the large stapler; I told the boys you have something like it. I wanted to show them some proof, the busy

guy answered, finally revealing his face. I thought he was undeniably cute, with his hair slightly longer

than a high school boys should be. You boys, its beside the computer table inside. You didnt even

entertain our guests, Renz. Hello there, Mr. Garcia said, looking at me, then Geoff. Addy, right? he

asked again. Yes, Mr. Garcia, I am Addy, I answered. Please take your seats, he said when he noticed

we were still standing by the door. Renz, on the other hand, was inside the other room already after some

ten seconds of staring at us.

I told Mr. Garcia about the registration fee and the few grounds for disqualification before the

opening of the tournament. While I was speaking, I sensed his interest on Geoff. So after we talked, he

asked Geoff questions about his basketball background, teams he had joined and his plans for his

basketball career. Many times they laughed at their own jokes and I just kept silent because I didnt kn ow

much about their topic. When I felt that an hour had passed, I looked at Geoff and signaled it was time to

go. But it seemed like Mr. Garcia wanted to talk more and Geoff was just as interested. So after a few

more boring minutes, I pretended that my brother was calling me. Hello, kuya Angelo, I greeted on my

pretense phone call, oh yeah okay well be there in fifteen minutes Bye! I paused momentarily so I


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was like listening to the one on the other end. You have to go? Mr. Garcia asked me with r egret in his

voice. Yes, Mr. Garcia, thank you for your time. If you still want to talk, I said, looking at Geoff then Mr.

Garcia, you could, I can go to Ruby Avenue alone. No, Ill come with you, he said, on his feet at once,

Mr. Garcia, thank you very much for your time. Id like to play with your team one day. Sure, why not?

Thanks for your time, too. Take care on your way, Mr. Garc ia told us as he excitedly waved when we

were getting out of the door.

Ruby Avenue teams coach was waiting for us in his garden when we arrived. I noticed he waslooking at me, I thought Angelo was sending his sister, he said. Sir, good afternoon, I am his sister,

Addy, I told him, offering myhand for a handshake. Oh, sorry, I always thought their sister was more

like them, boyish and really noisy, he said, smiling. I thought I heard Geoff chuckle but when I looked at

him he was looking down on me flashing his half-smile. Again, I slightly blushed, making myself believe

that it was caused by the coachs joke and not Geoffs reaction. May I have the registration list? said the

coach. I handed him the papers and mentioned the registration fee. This coach, Mr. Tomas, was more

time conscious than Mr. Garcia. You kids can go now; I know youre on to other places. You shouldnt

stay out when its dark, he told us with concern. Thank you, sir. Well go now, Geoff answered.

There are two sheets of paper left inside the folder. We have been to five villages now and I am

sort of exhausted. But we have another village to visit, the last place. Are you okay? You look tired,

Geoff stopped walking and just looked at me while waiting for my answer. Sure, Im just fine. Come on,

lets walk faster, I told him. Honestly, I am tired and thirsty. Thanks to my regular volleyball training, my

legs arent aching and the night wind is making me feel comfortable enough to walk. The way to the last

village was to the left but Geoff walked straight and I called to him, Hey! Its this way. He looked around

and said, Just stay there, Ill get you something to drink, then he jogged to the mini store. When he

came back, he was carrying two bottles of Nestea, one lemon and one ice. He opened the Nestea Ice and

gave it to me. I know you like Ice better than Lemon, he told me as he opened his own drink. I was

surprised he remembered. Nevertheless, I thanked him and we started to walk quietly.

The last village was a little smaller than I expected. We were still quiet when a security guard

approached us. Good evening, maam, sir, he said. Geoff and I greeted him back. Where are you

going? he asked and I told him, Were here for the basketball teams coach. We have here the papers

that the coach has to sign. Geoff was completely quiet beside me. Oh, too bad the coach isnt here.

However, I could leave those at his house to save you the time, the security guard. That would be so

great, thank you! Thank you so much! I said to him. Its nothing, you kids should go now. Its getting

darker and darker, he answered as I handed the papers to him. Geoff said, Thanks and thank you, sir.Take care. I wanted to laugh at him. I know he was just making an effort to be able to say something. He

didnt want to be out of the conversation.

Well, thanks to that security guard, one job less! I told Geoff as we walked out of the village.

Yeah, you dont meet a nice guy like that everyday, Geoff said. I was about to mention to Geoff what I

observed in him the whole day when three individuals started calling from the back, Hey! Hey, you two!

STOP! I was about to turn back when Geoff kept me from doing so and he was the one who looked back.

Evenin! Lets have a little chat, one of the guys said. Uh-oh, that voice is familiar. I felt my hearts

beating go faster.

I knew it. I knew from your shadow that its you! said the guy with a red cap. Huh? Geoff

asked, confused. Oh, so your boyfriend doesnt know? Hello again, AA Lopez, the guy said as he moved

closer. I was trying my best to recall his name. I have a bit of clue on his friends names but his, I really

cant remember. Were kinda wasting our time here, Red, said his friend who wore a gray jacket. Yeah!

There, I remember his name! Alfred Palmenco! His friends call him Red! Yes, and I remember exactly the

root of his wrath. But then again, I didnt mind correcting him when he thought Geoff is my boyfriend.

Hi, Alfred! How have you been? I asked casually. Well, not very good since you got us kicked

out of the organization, he said while looking at me from head to toe. Oh, its not exactly my fault. You

did something and you had to take responsibility for it . Too bad, your connections didnt really work, I

spat the last sentence. He should know by now that Im not scared of his threats.

Hey, man, were running a little late. We gotta go, said Geoff as he pulled me away. No, no

one leaves until I say so, Red announced. Yeah, we ought to have a meet and greet all over again,

added the guy in the jacket, Joe. No, seriously, we have to go, Geoff said, adding anger in his voice. Red


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said no! yelled Bob, their other friend who was disturbing because he was just staring at me. Dont you

yell at us! We have to leave, so well leave! Geoff was getting mad. Bob took a step back but that just

made Red smile. AA Lopez has not yet gotten what she deserves. I promised you something before we

parted ways months ago, didnt I? Red was moving closer and closer; I swear I could smell his breath. I

also swear Im getting scared, he could do anything. God knows what hes fishing for inside his pocket.

I remember what he promised me: a revenge I would never forget. He even said he didnt care if

Im a girl, I ruined his social life and I deserve some beating. This, I pray, is not the night for it.Red gripped my arm and I had the immediate reflex to kick him but before I could do anything,

Geoff pushed him away so hard. Dont you dare touch her, he said angrily. Oh yeah, what are you

gonna do? Red asked as he pushed Geoff and tried to grab my arm again. I stepped back just in time but

his friends were fast to pull me back. Geoff didnt wait a single second as he hit Red in the face. Red

staggered few yards backward and Bob was fast on his feet to hit Geoff. Like a pro, Geoff ducked and

when he regained his pose, he gave Bob a strong blow in the abs. I know Joe was also watching the scene.

I gave him a hard kick and he loosened his grip. I slapped him with the back of my hand so hard that he

yelled and cursed.

Before any of the three could make a move, Geoff grabbed my hand and we both ran for our

lives. We heard them yelling Come back here! and cursing us. It was like we were in an action movie.

Geoff looked for any place to hide. We ran faster and took a turn. Addy, get inside, Geoff told me as he

helped me inside an old nipa hut. It was sort of elevated by four sturdy-looking stumps that stood at

about three feet from the ground.

I was very careful in leaning against the walls of the hut. Whoever thought of putting a nipa hut

in an open area is a genius. Thanks, whoever you are! I said, panting. Geoff chuckled and took out his

phone. Whispering, I only heard a few words. Geoff, you think theyre gone? I asked him. He shrugged.

Quietly, he stepped to the opening of the hut and checked if the three losers were still around. Addy, he

whispered to me. Even though it was uncalled for, I held his hand. Geoff looked at me and I just bit my lip,

Its okay, he said. We walked quietly out of the hut, along the street and fast to the area where there

were many people.

Geoff, lets go, I told him. I watched him staring at the sky while we were walking briskly

together. Yeah, lets, I called your brothers already. Kuya Anthony said theyd be coming to pick us up,

he said this and I cou ldnt imagine him actually this cool with my brothers. That just means Kuya Angelos

just against the gossip. I simply nodded and we walked to the entrance. We were still holding hands.

When we were in the part again where it was kind of dark, held his hand tighter and even gripped his armwith the other just in case one of the guys pulls me away. It seemed to have alarmed Geoff because he

looked at me. I didnt bother to explain, though. Then we saw Kuya Angelo walking towards us, I

immediately removed my hands and jogged to him.

We were in the car already when Kuya Anthony asked us if we had all the papers signed. I said

yes and sighed. Thanks Geoff, for accompanying our little sister, Kuya Angelo said sincerely, Those boys

are terrible, dont you think? Geoff answered, Yes, they are. They were arguing with Addy. Really?

What did they say? Kuya Anthony asked, alarmed. They said she didnt get yet what she deserved for

getting them kicked out of the org, Geoff told them, remembering the irritation he felt at that moment.

Sigh. Good thing you were there. Addy, I remember telling you that sticking your nose into their business

last Christmas would give you big trouble, Kuya Anthony said.

We dropped Geoff off in front of his house, big surprise; I thought Kuya Anthony would let him

get home alone. Hes like, I dont know, part of the family?

Procedure Number One:

Prevent Topics from Being Him

They still cant get over what happened to us a while ago. Actually, they always say they cant

thank Geoff enough. But they kept reminding themselves too not to make a huge deal out of it or theyll

slip when they talk to our parents.

Good thing Mom called from France that night before we had dinner. She talked to each of us

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wouldnt slip a word. No one did, actually. So dinner was the usual debate and talk show event of our

evening. I suggested the topic about the coming Bb. Pilipinas competition. Their batch is definitely one of

the most beautiful, I said. Yeah, but I hope their answers would be quite good, kuya Anthony said.

Well, no doubt they all had gorgeous figures, Kuya Angelo told us. Kuya Anthony and I laughed at him.

Kuya Anthony said, Because thats where you focus! Kuya Angelo grunted and continued eating.

Manang Lilette brought out the dessert again. This time, she served an oversized egg pie, just the

right thing to compensate my adventurous day. While we were eating, they asked me of my impressionson the coaches and team managers I visited. Some were nice and some were not conscious of the time.

Like that Mr. Garcia from Ann Oak, I told them. Oh yeah, Geoff mentioned that guy seemed to show a

lot of interest on his basketball career. I th ink he wants him on his team, Kuya Anthony said, emphasizing

with a wave of his fork. Well too bad for him, Geoffwont leave our team, Kuya Angelo glanced at me

with a teasing smile and I rolled my eyes on him. He just chuckled. I kept silent to avoid talking about

Geoff. Talking about him is not right for me. Avoiding this is the only way to prevent myself from

developing whatever I feelbe it anger, irritation, or happiness.

The dinner ended with their conversation on guy stuffbasketball, possible officiating flaws,

ideal referees and team members.

Procedure Number Two:

At Least Act Normal When Hes There

This morning happened to be the last day of this school year. I didnt bring anything but extra

clothes, rags (for clearance in some subject), extra money (for clearance again) and the notebooks I need

to pass today. Before I called for the driver to bring me to the van terminal, I checked my to-do list. It says

there today is the last day of preparation for the awaited league. Today was going to be my first meeting

with my team, as a real manager would say. Bad thing to have read, I went to school a little anxious.

I reached school at 6:50 a.m., a bit earlier than I expected. Thanks to our very tactful driver.

There were all sorts of expression on my fellow students faces. Some wore the look of anticipation for a

pre-vacay gimmick, others sad for the leaving seniors and future reshuffle of classmates, and others

anxious for the hard-to-earn clearance. I am really sad because I loved the class I belonged to this school

year. I would definitely miss my classmates and the hours we spent playing like little children, laughing

out loud, getting scolded because ofour noise and the memorable stories weve shared. But this is life, all

has to change.While we were helping each other for the clearance (as in writing notes o n each others

notebooks) I occasionally sent group messages describing how I am looking forward to watch the

basketball games and how hard getting our clearance signed. Of course I removed Geoff from my list. But

as it always happens, I am shocked by the number of people who react to my group messages. One of

them is Grace, a friend from the village. She asked if it was true I was going to meet with the team later, I

replied yes and why she asked. She said in her usual artsy texting style that her group would love to sing

at the opening which will be the day after tomorrow. I said everyone would love that so, yes, it would be

appreciated and listed already on the program. She thanked me and asked of the team members. I said I

didnt know exactly all of them but I could name a few. As expected, she did ask me to name them. Heres

how my text message appeared:

Louie, my brothers asked him until he agreed. Julius, he was enticed when he learned there were

many other teams coming. Dave, hes Netties cousin. Mark, Jay, Patrick, Mico, and Geoffhes on our

team.

Grace immediately replied, Ooooh.soooo many hotties in the court as expected.haha.ill see

them all!I almost laughed out loud but I prevented myself so I could hide my actual anxiousness about

meeting the team a few hours from now. When we finished doing the notes and running around the

campus to get the clearance signed, we were all so relieved we almost cried. The day was indeed tiring

but really fulfilling at the end.

As we were all saying bye to each other, a phone call was making my phone vibrate madly. It was

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didnt want to, I had to say goodbye to my classmates and the seniors we have learned to like so much.

They asked why I was going all too early, but my answer was just to answer my phone and roll my eyes.

Yes? I asked, a little irate.

Hey, its me Geoff, the voice on the other line said.

Oh, hey, Im sorry. Ill be a little late, I told him, my nerves jumping out of place at the sound of

his voice.

Aw. But okay, Ill tell them. Are you still in school? He asked me, I could hear the other guysteasing him.

Uh-huh.

Oh. Im sorry, they were bughey! That hurts!sorry, they wanted me so badly to call you. He

said apologetically, whispering funny names to the other boys.

Its okay; I have to go, sorry.

Bye, Addy. Bye Addy! he said with some voices coming from behind him.

Bye, Geoff, see you all later! I said before finally putting the phone down and facing my

classmates who had teasing looks on their faces.

You haveto go because Geoff is waiting for you, Elmer teased. I just rolled my ey es and said to

all of them, Im going to be the team manager so I was asked to meet with them this afternoon them

and not only with Geoff. They all laughed and teased me about being defensive. No, I am not

defensive! I argued with them but I knew there was no way I could win so I jus t let it all pass and left

them reluctantly.

We were entering the village premises 30 minutes past the original time of the meeting. I fixed

my hair a bit and put on some cologne and powder. A few meters away from the court, I left my bag

inside and ran out of the car to the group of boys laughing together near the committee area.

Hi! I greeted all of them, making sure I do not look at Geoff and if I do, make it seem so

common and un-special. Hello, they greeted me back. Im so sorry Im late but I swear Ill be early next

time, I added. Nah! Its okay, really, Mico said. Yeah, its really fine with us. At least we had some time

to play basketball, Louie added. This is the first time Im going to see you play basketball again after you

became a soccer player, I told Louie. He just smiled and put one arm around me. I felt a little red

because, honestly, Louie is one of the cutest guys I know. Too bad, I dont like him much. You know, Im

sort ofshowing that I can do this, not just soccer he was rubbing my arm, I knew what he meant.

Right, Louies showing off to Maxiiiiine! Julius teased, prolonging my besties name. We all laughedwhile Louie chased Julius. Louie is a fast runner but when he caught Juliuss shirt, Julius took it off and ran

again, topless. I suddenly saw a hand cover my eyes and a deep chuckle. Geoff. Its bad for your eyes, he

teased. Whatever, I told him slowly removing his handbad move, I felt my face get so hot when I

touched his hand.

The meeting went on as planned, even though the boys often interrupted the meeting with

teasing and laughter.

Procedure Number Three:

Whatever Happens, Keep Calm

The day of the opening came. Many people were in the court and the sound system which

Louies mom sponsored was blasting with really cool music. Everything was in place, every team had their

own banners and muses, the referees were all ready and the people were all very excited.

Please all welcome residents and guests, the teams we are going to scream for this Summer

Basketball League 2009! Tito Jun was the emcee for today. Cheers and applause could be heard from

every corner of the court. I couldnt help but smile at the anticipation and excitement we all felt.

Then each team, together with their muses were asked to do some sort of promenade as their

team is introduced. Our team was called last. Out of nowhere, there was Lizzie, the girl I really didnt like ,

squealing in her small, irritating voice. Go Geoff! Wooh! I wanted to step up and tell her to keep quiet

but it was shameful. I got to keep calm. But what really caught my attention while I was chanting my

mantra, creating a more caring and compassionate world (which I read from a very remarkable book


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called Teen Heaven) was when Geoff did a mock salute and smiled at her. Ughh! I wanted to shout at him

and say, Hey! Youre supposed to intimidate the other teams not flirt with Lizzie! Well, that was if I

couldnt keep calm. Thanks a lot I could or there wouldve been one hell of a cat fight here.

Later, when they got back to our bench, the team was teasing Geoff because Lizzie kept staring

at him. Geoff, looks like you got a fan here on the first night! Louie said, rubbing his head. Geoff just

made a hissing sound and looked at Lizzies direction, and then the boys were faking squeals. I just

secretly sighed but unfortunately, Maxine saw me. Girl, its okay, she whispered, Are you sure thatswhy I sighed? I asked her while I laid my head on her shoulder. Of course, hes not so sure right now, I

think. Not that Lizzies actually comparable to you, she answered. I just sighed again.

If thats the case, then there really must be something between Geoff and Lizzie. But is it

something like whats going on between us? I mean, theres actually a close friendship between us, but is

it less than theirs? Im so sure flirting isnt included in our relationship whatsoever. Well, whatever, if hes

confused, Ill help him choose. Its about time to find someone else on whom Id spend my time, thoughts

and much more.

Procedure Number Four:

Accept Challenges, Whatever They May Be

Waking up this morning was my cue to start my search. But Im not really going to search, just

going to wait and watch out for the signs. Speaking of watch out, its been three nights since the opening

and tonight, at 6:30 pm, our team will have their first game. I definitely have to watch their practice at 4

pm.

I was still reading some magazine inside my parents room when my phone sprang to life with

the hit of Beyonce as my alarm tone. It was 4 pm. I jumped off the bed and pulled the sheet to make it

flat. After doing my hair into a ponytail, I ran out of the gate with my wallet and phone.

Hi! I greeted my friends when I arrived at the basketball court.

Hey! they called back, walking to my direction. I noticed they were only six. Where are the

others? I asked them.

Mico just bought gums, Jay, Mig and Dave arent here yet but theyre coming and Geoffs over

there, Louie answered, pointing to the bench across us. Lizzie was sitting wi th crossed legs fiddling with

Geoffs thick, black lanyard. When she saw me, she picked his hanging cellphone and removed it from the

lanyard. I smiled at her slowly and watched her face express shock and irritation. Julius called Geoff so wecould start the practice. He looked at us and waved, I smiled back. He jogged to where we were and asked

if we were going to start already.

Yeah, we are. I could see the other four coming, I told all of them.

When the other four arrived, I took out a list of exercises the players must do during the practice.

It contained routines I barely knew or understood but they seemed to know it all. Besides, my brothers

are the coaches, Im just manager.

It was past 5 pm when they finished. I tried shooting some hoops with Mico but he said I still

needed some tutoring. When I glanced back at the bench Lizzie was sitting on an hour ago, she wasnt

there anymore, neither was Geoff with the other team members. Julius was asking me if he could go

home, I simply nodded and reminded him to be back on time for the game.

Just as we were going home, we saw Geoff coming our way.

Faster, dude. Well wait for you here, Jay said leaning on a lamp post. What a bother, I

muttered to myself.

He came back running. The boys were then making such a big fuss on whos fastest in running. I

was just joking when I said, Whoever that is, he has to beat me. Im such a fast runner! I was laughing

but suddenly they all had smiles on their faces. Okay, we concede, Louie is the fastest around here. If you

beat him, we promise to treat you on chips and soda later after the game, but if you lose, you have to do

the single thing well ask you to, Ian told me. I looked at them and said, Okay, deal. Whatever that is, I

think I can do it. I feel drunk.

Our starting mark was the lamp post Jay was leaning on, the finish line would be the hump about

twenty meters away. Ready, set, go! they yelled in unison.


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I was running as fast as I could and I could see Louie was a little behind. Still, I wasnt too

confident about it. I was just five meters away when Louie suddenly sped up and reached the finish line

ahead of me.

Simple, very simple, Migstarted, I was asked by Tito Jun to assign someone to entertain our

so called guest of honor for the whole league tonight. You just have to do your best not to get him

bored, and make him want to watch every game this season.

Thats quite easy for Addy, shes friendly, Dave reminded him.Why not get to know him very much? The deal is he has to get your number before you leave or

youll have to buy each of us two bottles of water tonight, Geoff suggested. The boys agreed at once and

patted Geoff on the shoulder for his great idea.

Okay, I think I could do that. But honestly, what if hes as old as my brother or even Tito Juns

contemporary?

Well, a deal is a deal. Whoever he is, he has to be your friend! they said.

We walked home chatting, at the back of my mind; I was praying that someone was friendly. I

cant treat these boys tonight, Im saving!

At dinner, I ate alone because my brothers were not yet home. But surely theyll arrive to coach

during the game. I kept thinking what to say to whoever he was going to be. There was this silly nervous

feeling inside I couldnt stop. I couldnt stop it until it was time to go to the game.

Procedure Number Five:

Get to Know Some People

I wore something that would make whoever-he-is think Im friendly. I spotted Mig a few meters

away walking to the basketball court with his rubber shoes in one hand and a water jug in the other.

Mig! I called, waving my hand up high. He stopped walking and waved back. I jogged to him and nudged

his side, I see youre ready for my victory, I teased, looking at his water jug. Not really, Im gonna pour

this on myself after OUR double victory, he said and winked at me. I just laughed it off and we walked

together talking about their opponent, Ann Oak Team.

The moment I stepped inside the gates of the court, I spotted Tito Jun at the committee area. I

walked my way to him and waved at some of my friends who came to watch. There you are, Addy. Im so

glad you agreed to help us out, Tito Jun told me. Its okay, anyway, where is the guest po? I askedpolitely, secretly wringing my fingers. Hes at Marlas, you want to go now and see him? I simply

nodded.

Tita Marla Vidas house was like the receiving area of our village. She owns a really fabulous

house and it has been featured thrice in different magazines. I wonder when they would have it rented

for a movie or a television series. So, as Tito Jun and I walked there, we talked about my school, study

habits (though I have none), how I survived three years of studying therenone about the guest.

Jun! Oh, youre with Addy! Come in, come in, Tita Marla welcomed us into her house. Hes a

wonderful guy, speaks mostly English but never runs out of stories . Youd have a great time with him,

Addy, Tita Marla whispered to me as we entered her sa la. There, sitting on the couch, clad in a plain red

polo and acid-washed jeans was the model from a famous TV ad. He has gorgeous eyes, nose, lipshe

was stunning! He wasnt so fair but his skin looked so fresh, as in like he just got out of the shower.

Hellopo. He stood and shook hands with Tito Jun, I didnt even feel him coming to us. Then he

said, Hi, looking at me and offering his hand. Hi there, I said, I felt my voice shaking, then shook hands

with him too. The mere clasp was electrifying. I made sure I could still let go of his hand. Kyle, this is

Addy. Addy, meet Kyle. Tita Marlas voice was like a booming announcement from a speaker. Why dont

you two stay here first while we go check on something? Tito Jun suggested but before we could answer,

theyve already gone.

Its a nice place you got here, he said.

Gee, thanks. Ive lived here all my life, I answered. He had such handsome voice. By this time, I

was feeling cool already. He had such easygoing aura and I didnt feel that intimidated around him.

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Yup, but this year they decided not to hold a volleyball league, I remembered our past

summers with me playing with the champion team.

Oh, you play volleyball? Its a great sport for anyone, not too tiring like basketball. Anyway, why

didnt they?

They said the focus should be on boys since theyre the ones who tend to end up on the rebel

side most of the time.

Theyre sort of right, but we should all know everythings a matter of choice for everyone. AndIm speaking in general, not just because Im defending us guys Kyle told me. He wasnt like other models

Ive met or heard of, he thinks and hes intelligent.

You know, you have a lot in mind, I told him. He was piquing my interest.

Thanks, its not every day I could let them out as much as I want to. Kyle isnt like the other

models who, people say, fiddle with their cellphones like their forever depended on these gadgets.

Well, why not? I asked him.

Work then school, and in both places I have limited time to give way to the other.

Poor guy, I thought, he who has a lot to say is hindered by things he wont be doing for eternity.

Well, at least your friends could listen to you.

Please dont think Im bragging, but most of my friends are also models and stuff, not all of

them talk about topics I like, and the others, well, they tend to just stare at me and forget to listen.

I laughed at this. Who wouldnt stare at him, anyway? Oh well, he sure has a cute world filled

with admirers and some buddies who only know the cool stuff.

Hey, I know its quite funny but really, its my life.

I was still laughing, I believe you, its just that if you want to let your thoughts out, you could

always go out and explore the real world. The world of non-models, your admirers and regular people.

This time, he was the one who laughed and I asked him what was funny. Your phones vibrating,

cant you feel it? I can feel it from here. I blushed when I realized that it really was and the couch was

conducting the feeling. It was Tito Jun calling, he said they were at the court already we should just

follow.

Is it time to go? Kyle asked me, I bet he was excited to watch the game. Yes.

He ushered me to the door and closed it behind us. The maid opened the gate for us. We walked

to the basketball court talking of things I like and his sports, soccer and basketball. He was so fun to be

with.

Hypothesis Number Two:

If I Continue This Attitude, I Would Fall At Once

Tito Jun was smiling at us even before we entered; Kuya Anthony was announcing the end of the

first game. When he saw us he said on the microphone, And I think I know the guest of honor already, is

he that model from the TV commercial? Yes, he is! (Tito Jun whispered the name to him) Please all

welcome Kyle Santos, with that good-looking teenager who looks just like me. Peoples heads turned to

us and others started whispering. There was a loud applause from the audience.

Kyle, that ones my brother, Kuya Anthony, and the younger one beside him is Kuya Angelo. I

told him, pointing out my brothers. Kuya Angelo waved at us to go to the committee area. Hi, good

evening po. Im sorry I wasnt able to come on the opening day. But I believe Ill want to watch every

game this season with my new friend Addy. Im looking forward to great games. He ended with that

killer-smile. My team was hooting and I even saw Julius and Louie pushing Geoff out of his seat.

Kyle spoke with the other people while I went to our bench to wish them luck. Have a great

game. Just have fun, okay? But also focus, focus, focus. They all nodded but I knew they wanted to say

something. Have a great date, too, Miss Manager. (They laughed) I didnt know itd be him, but you have

to thank me for asking you. Mig was teasing me again. Whatever, but you know hes cool and hes not

conceited. Hes actually fun to talk to. It was somehow wrong for me to say that because I saw their

faces light up and they started cheering again. I asked them to keep quiet, it was embarrassing. Geoff was

also teasing me but he was punching me lightly too. Ouch. I said and punched him too, harder. I thought


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he would stop at that but he hit me back and we were hitting each other until Julius spoke, Uh-oh, look

whos coming.

I turned and saw Kyle walking towards us. I felt like jumping. Hi guys, he said coolly. Hi, whats

up? Im Julius, this is Louie, Mico, Mig, Patrick, Mark, Jay, Dave andBefore he could introduce Geoff,

Hi, Im Geoff. Kyle, right? Kyle nodded. The digital clock sounded and got everyones attention for the

start of the second game. I patted everyones back and wished them luck. Kyle said good luck too. He sat

beside me and we watched the game together.The first half of the game got me on my feet. The moment the referee whistled for the jump ball,

I saw Geoff immediately become the tiger he was in the hard court. Their play was good and I was totally

excited as I cheered for the whole team. Unexpectedly, Kyle whispered to me that his driver was picking

him up already. Im really sorry; I have to go because we still have a family event to attend tomorrow

morning. I promise Ill come to the next game, he told me apologetically. Its okay, you have a good

night. Be careful, too. Ill see you tomorrow. I didnt want him to go yet but he had to so I let him. His

driver, Manong Brad, had talked to Tito Jun and Kuya Angelo already. I thought he was leaving already,

then he got inside the court again and said, Addy, I cant go home without your whole name and

cellphone number. His killer-smile always gets me. Oh, really? Then I think I should just give it to you. I

saved both info on his Blackberry. He was on his way out again when he came back and did that one thing

that had me drugged the whole night, he kissed me on the forehead. I think a lot of people saw it because

they started cheering Ayieeee as Kyle alighted on his black Ford Everest.

Someone patted me on the shoulder, I thought Kyle had changed his mind about leaving and

came back. But I saw Bob. I was stunned and took a half step backward. Sorry, this area is only for the

team. You can go and sit over there, I told him, pointing to the other side of the court. He wouldnt go

away so I shrugged and turned my back on him. To my surprise, he stood beside me and started singing. I

glanced at him awkwardly and focused on the game again. Go Geoff! I heard the most annoying voice

on the face of the earth Lizzies.I dont know what happened but after that, I felt something brushing

my hair and it was the guy, smoothing my hair! I gasped and covered my mouth. My brothers who were in

the other side of the court, occasionally yelling tactics, immediately shouted something like, Get off! but

it was overpowered by the cheers and shouts of the crowd. Geoff heard what they said and did the

substitution hand signal. The committee let Jay (who was standing below the committee area) enter the

game and Geoff ran to me quickly. What do you think youre doing? Geoff sternly asked the guy. Bob

looked at him from head to toe, and said, Im just being friendly. I want to get to know her even more,

sort of remove the bad blood ever since she got us He was obviously sarcasticbut Geoff wouldnt lethim speak like that. Youre too touchy. Back off! And I mean now! Geoff was just mad and I prayed the

guy would just walk away.

My brothers were walking towards us already when Bob rolled up his sleeves and walked away.

Whew! I touched my forehead and felt cold beads of sweat. I breathed deeply and rested my head in one

hand, the other gripping Geoffs jersey. Are you alright, Addy? He asked me. Yes, Im alright. Thank

you, thank you so much. I wasnt expecting you to do that. I mean, I could have you couldve Geoff

stopped me and told me, I couldve what? Waited for him to pull you out of here? And you could have

done what? Pushed him away with your bare hands versus his knuckles? No way Im gonna let that

happen. From that, I could have announced to the world that next to my Dad and brothers, he was my

hero. I could have hugged him but all I did was stare into his beautiful eyes and whisper, Thank you so

much. He looked at me, too, smiled and tucked my hair behind my ear. I took a step back and he was

called in to play because Mico had to take a seat after he fell on his ass. During the second half, the game

was intense already. I was sitting comfortably on the bench chewing a gum Kuya Anthony gave me during

the half-time break.

The game ended with everyone on their feet. It was so exciting. We won with a five-point lead,

86-81. I congratulated everyone but Geoff because he was still signing something over at the committees

table. This sure was a night, I thought to myself as I continued picking up bottles around.

Procedure Number Six:

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As I walked to our bench, I stopped at my tracks when I saw Lizzie speaking to the team. She was

having so much fun flipping her hair at them and touching their arms. What the hell, shes a one of a kind

flirt! I looked around for my brothers and saw them putting the balls inside a sack. I ran to them, when I

reached them, I kissed them both in the lips, Kuya Anthony first. Thank you for being so concerned about

me, I told them. What did you think we were going to do? If he didnt leave before we reached you, he

would be flying home at that very second, Kuya Anthony said. Geoff came to the rescue again, Kuya

Angelo said as he finished tying the sack with a rope. Ill carry that for you, I told him. I held it like Santadid with his sack. It was sort of heavy but I didnt mind. We decided to tell the boys we were going home

now. As we neared them, Lizzie got even enthusiastic about talking to them, especially to Geoff.

And I said like, Hey! That seat is mine, Im a number one fan here so go away so I could have a

great view, her friends Dana and Isha giggled with her like dwarfs. When she saw me, she came closer to

them and talked louder. I saw Louie looking at me and waiting for my first move but I stayed calm. I

waited for all of them to feel I was there. When everyone had already greeted my brothers, I mouthed a

simple, I won and smiled. Mig was first to react, he asked how but I told myself I wouldnt answer until

we were heading home already. Geoff stared at me blankly. I just kept smiling. Lizzie groaned and said,

Well be heading home now, guys! They did their choreographed turn and hair flipping. I just rolled my

eyes at them.

We were already some meters from the court when Louie nudged me and asked for the details.

He just asked for it before he left, I answered casually. Proof. Julius demanded. Dont you believe

me? I did it. Honest. Geoff was speaking to my brothers when my cell phone rang. Hello, whos this? I

asked after picking up. Its Kyle, are you in bed already? his voice was more attractive on the phone. I

stuck my tongue out at them and answered casually, Hi, not yet, Im walking home with them. How

about you, Kyle? They were looking at me like I just won a gold medal and no one came second to my

performance. We talked for a few minutes. We passed Jays house first, we said good night and he did the

same with a special remark for me, Nice one, Addz. Th ey laughed at this though my brothers didnt

actually get it.

Everyone on the team was home already except for Geoff. He was sitting at our living room,

waiting for his older cousin to pick him up. I, on the other hand, had just brushed my teeth and was sitting

right across him, changing channels. So you really did it? he asked me. I almost jumped off when he

suddenly spoke. Yes, but actually I didnt think of it as a deal when Kyle was there. He was just great to

be around, I told him, not taking my eyes away from the television. I didnt know youd actually win, you

know, he was also watching the music video of 21 Guns by Greenday. You should have known I am oneof the friendliest people, and I really didnt befriend him for the sake of our dare. Our chat ended that

way until I heard the doorbell ring.

I was fast on my feet and opened the door. Its KuyaJoey, I told him. Kuya Angelo and Kuya

Anthony came down to see Geoff and say bye. Bye, Geoff. Good night! we said, each with different

tones. I followed him to the gate so I could close it after him. He walked briskly and I just reached the gate

as he was about to get on the car. Geoff thanks a lot. He tilted his head a little and mouthed something I

didnt understand. I thought maybe he just smiled but I knew he didnt just smile he said something.

Nevertheless, I said bye to both Kuya Joey and him. I didnt leave the gate until they were out of sight.

When I was in bed already, I kept thinking of all the things that happened before and after the

game. What did he say before getting in the car? Was it something like he didnt approve of what I did

because there was something that I said that wasnt nice at all a while ago? I was so confused.

How many times have I allotted an evening to think of all the things Ive done in a day? I actually

dont have time to recount them but tonight is definitely one example. After having known Kyle, I thought

I have finally found someone to keep me from falling for Geoff. But now, as I compare them, I find

differences that make my head spin even faster.

Kyle is a model and Geoff was asked to be one but he refused, but they differ by some points

only. They both have the envious athletic builds but I still dont know whos better in their own sport

(since Kyle is more into swimming). I remember the times I talked to Geoff and my chat with Kyle a while

ago. With Geoff, I feel relaxed and sometimes irritated because he always gets the better of me. With

Kyle, I was having fun too and he makes me realize not all people like him think alike. Kyle and I got to

know each other a lot within a short time. Geoff, however, spoke and shared naturally. We both waited


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for the days to pass us by with just the two of us filling each others days. I believe there so much more I

could learn about Kyle, Id like to get to know him more. Probably, Id give us a chance to get closerhe

might be okay for me but me being okay for him is yet another question. Anyway, Geoff is giving Lizzie

just that so theyd become close friends. Not that I mind much but I hope I hope well, what do I hope

would happen? This is one hell of a thinking night.

Its two a.m., I have to go to sleep before my mind gets excited again and keep my body up for

another three hours by thinking. Tomorrow, I pray Id be focusing on something else other thancomparing Geoff and Kyle.

Procedure Number Seven:

Think of Something Else

It has been two days since Kyle first called me. With all honesty, I wasnt so interested in keeping

an exciting connection to him. So I decided to walk alone along the subdivision, waiting what would

happen to me today.

I was enjoying the windy condition as I lazily walked. The children in one of the streets were too

busy playing dodge ball to notice two cats running off with flowers between their teeth. I smiled at the

sight. When I approached the corner to my least favorite street, I saw the unwanted scene.

Geoff was sitting on the plant box in front ofIshas house. Standing across him was Lizzie in her

usual headband and shrill exaggerated voice. She was, as usual, telling stories of how great other people

think of her, how boys find her so adorable and stuff meaning shes just so great.

People might think I hate her because of what her stories say. I am irritated but for other reasons

and experiences. Let me enumerate them:

1. When we were in first grade, I was well liked by teachers and students even fromother batches. Its not that I am proud or something, but maybe it was just because I

always had a smile for everyone. I was also at the top of the class that time, joined

competitions and represented our school in interschool activities. One time, it was

announced that a girl from each class was to be chosen to be a part of the Girl

Leaders Society. This society was famous all over the country because of the seminars

and conventions it was invited to. Both of us were members and during one of our

camps in Tagaytay, we became competitors in an obstacle course.

It so happened that the two of us were the last contestants in the race. I was leadinguntil she screamed and everyone rushed to her. I also stopped to check on her.

Suddenly, as I was looking down at her, I saw her looking at me from top to toe and

reverse. She wasnt hurt! The game was ended and the committee declared everyone

winner because of the casualty experienced by a very enthusiastic player. I can not

explain what I felt at that moment.

2. During fifth grade, I am proud to say that I was the star player of the volleyball team.At one of our practices, the class of our coach who was also a physical education

teacher was allowed to watch. Unfortunately, Lizzie was part of that class. I didnt

care about that. I still played my best and gave what was expected of me.

Coach gave us a 15-minute break. I immediately went to our bench to get my water

bottle. I sat alone since my teammates were in the washroom. I fished inside my bag

for the single face towel that I brought. I realized that if I lose it, I would stay sweaty

and un-fresh all day. Soon after, our coach called us back.

After like an hour or so, the practice ended. I was going to my Dads office that

afternoon. I went back to our bench and drank again. I was laughing with my

teammates and we were talking about just how hot we felt. I looked for the small

towel and didnt find it. I looked around but still didnt see it. Just then, Marie told me

to go see what Lizzie was doing. I saw hershe was wiping her shoes with MY towel. I

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could plunge into my anger pool and raise Lizzie by the neck. But I wouldnt go down

to her levelnever. This is what I did:

I walked to her with my water bottle in hand. Everyone was looking at us. Lizzie, I

told her firmly, did you know that by getting my towel, you tell people just how

much you idolize me? You are elated that you got hold of my property now youre

wiping it on something you wear every day . Thanks for the appreciation! I grabbed

my towel, poured water on it and wrung it near her shoes. I walked away with hot aircontinuously spurting out of my head. My teammates wore wide smiles and they

were giving me handshakes.

3. Last summer, my brothers and I were fond of buying barbeque from a vendor wholives in an apartment on the other street. Every night, we bought about five sticks

each. I was personally a fan of the pork and chicken intestines. Anyway, I could still

remember those consecutive nights when every time we went to that stall, some guys

would actually go near the stall and stand by there the moment we arrive. I am very

unassuming, but at these times, I cant help but wonder I was the reason they were

doing that. Yet I just wished theyd stop doing it because my brothers were not seeing

its bright side. For every time they were there, my brothers cant eat to their desire

and they kept on getting nearer and nearer. Imagine my horror when one night, one

of them called me by name, Addy. I looked back and saw him winking. Ugh, I

thought to myself. Who was he? Then another dialed my number and when I

answered, of course the caller was just beside Kuya Anthony. You know my sister?

Kuya Anthony asked. Of course, her friend gave me her name, number and e-mail

address, the tallest of them said. We wondered which of my dear friends did that

monstrous deed. Kuya Angelo, who looked so fresh and cool that night, put one arm

around me and said, Who gave you all those? Did that person also tell you about her

boyfriend? he was eyeing them as if hed devour them wholly. The tall guy shook his

head and simply gave a fake bow. They left one by one. I was able to breathe deeply

after that. I immediately set on my way to find out who gave away all my info. That

person definitely wanted to get me into trouble.

I thought and thought until such time I had only one person in mind. This theory of

mine was proven when I saw that person speaking to these boys. I guess everyone

knows that the person is Lizzie. I wanted to grab her hair and kick her into a puddle.But I didnt do that. With a wide smile on my face, I approached the vendors of our

evening stall and told them I was paying for 10 sticks of chicken feet. They were to

pack this for Lizzie and tell her they prepared them especially for her because they

knew they were Lizzies favorite. At that moment, I could already imagine the cursing

expression on the devils face.

After all these, does anyone still wonder why I dont like her? As I passed through this horrible

scene, I thought I saw Geoffs head shot up and almost stand up. I decided to walk on and about the

whole village.

As I was strolling, Mom called me on my phone. I was so happy. Mom, I said with so much

excitement, how are you? I miss you so much! She giggled and said, Hello, deary! I miss you so much

too,Anak. Im fine here. How are you?

Fine, Mom. Im having a good time here with Kuya Tony and Kuya Angelo. Im so glad youre

arriving on Friday.

Thats what I called about, Nak. Our flight was rescheduled. We still have a few unfinished

transactions here in Paris. Too bad you wont enjoy the 20% of ourpasalubong. We are going to buy lots

of chocolates in Belgium. Its so sad youre allergic to it. Anyway, what are your plans for this summer?

Are they going well? Mom was so talkative on the phone.

Mom, Im disappointed youre not coming home yet. Really. But I wish youd take care of

yourselves there. I miss you so much. By the way, Id still be able to eat a few of your chocolates. I would

love bookmarks and socks from Europe, Mom. This summer, Kuya made me manager of the junior


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basketball team. I also met a commercial model and were sort of friends now. His names Kyle.Im really

excited and Im gaining so many friends. I was trying to be as talkative but I just missed them so much.

Dont be so mushy about our late flight! Enjoy your summer okay? I love you, Addy. Take care

and say hi to your friends and even that Kyle guy for me. Mom was bidding me goodbye. I heard voices in

the background, probably calling her for a meeting or dinner again. I said bye too then hung the phone.

Now I am thinking of something other than Geoff, I said to myself.

Procedure Number Eight:

Say What You Need to Say

Another game was to be held four nights after our first. In the afternoon, we practiced as hard as

we could and laughed all the while. From that night Kyle first called me, we have been texting, calling,

keeping connected thru Facebook and we even see each other at the local burger stall just outside our

village.

We have discovered each others favorite bands, subjects, color, and just that ordinary stuff.

I wore a blue jacket with a butterfly print on the left chest. This night gave me some chills. Still

eating a doughnut, I walked to the basketball court with my wallet and cellphone in the pockets.

Tonight, I planned to do everything I want to with my social life. Kyle had invited me to stroll

around with him after the game, he even asked for my brothers permission. Good thing they agreed.

I saw Kyle already talking to some members of the other team. Even though I really wanted to

talk to him, I knew there had to be some limit. I casually entered the gates and I heard someone from the

committee table whisper in the mic, Here is one of our single ladies. It was probably Mark again, that

young boy who loved to greet us loudly, calling Max and me single ladies. Before I even sat at our bench,

I heard Mark say over the microphone, And to complete the night, dear friends, Addy Lopez, one of our

SINGLE LADIES! People looked for that person he mentioned and I just stuck out my tongue at him. Al l of

a sudden, he started pointing at me and telling others that I am Addy Lopez. I just bowed shyly and felt

like punching Mark. In pairs, my team members started to arrive. As always, we joked about how people

crowded when they had a game. You know, some guys just love to make themselves feel elated. Anyway,

there I was, sitting with them until Lizzie entered the court with Geoff tailing her. They were giggling.

Honestly, I was getting tired of watching and staring at Geoff then seeing him smile with Lizz ie. I didnt

want to feel like this because I thought it was hopeless.

Lizzie stared at me for some moments but looked away immediately when Geoff said somethingto her. Oh really? I never thought of that! Lizzie said. Geoff just smiled. When I thought he was going to

sit with us already, he went straight across to where Lizzies friends were sitting. Fine, I thought, I DONT

CARE.

Addy, Kyle said, Hey, nice jacket you got there. He sounded so cute and I just smiled at him. I

know that whatever he did would just make me melt and I have to keep myself from always looking like I

hit a pole when he touches me. He asked if we could walk around a bit before the game started. I said yes

since there was still half an hour left.

Addy, have you ever had aboyfriend? Kyle asked me. I was surprised by his question but since I

didnt want to assume, I answered in the most casual way. No, never. We have been talking about his

school and his life growing up in LA. So this question was quite unexpected. Whoa! Kidding aside? I dont

believe you. Kyle stopped right in front of me. He looked like an angel with the night sky as his

background. I told him it was true and its for several reasons that I have never had anyone as a boyfriend.

Is it hard to please you? Kyle asked. No, it isnt. Its just that there are things I want to experience as a

teenager before having a commitment. And, I believe in signs, you know. There are signs that will show

me whether that guy is indeed for me or not, I answered. I ima gined the two of us in a movie scene.

What could be more perfect than a talk like this under the stars? And when you find out, youd say

yes? I just nodded at his question. Just as we were about to walk farther from the shortcut to the court,

I felt trickles of water on my head.

SIGN NUMBER ONE (We must have moments under the rain). I just froze and waited for more

water to fall on us. Can you feel it? I asked Kyle excitedly. Feel what? he asked. The drizzle! Can

you? I wanted to hug him! Oh, yeah, yes I could. Do you like it? Kyle was smiling at me like we were


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having our picture taken. Its the first sign! Oh my gosh! Its really the first sign! Right that second, I

hugged him tightly. I knew he was looking around, watching out for any passer-by who might be secretly

watching us.

After some minutes of just laughing and singing bits of different songs, we walked back to the

court. I received a text message from Mico that the game would start in a few minutes. I didnt realize

weve gone out so long already. When I heard the digital game clock sound, I rushed and jogged to the

court. My team was already on their feet, warming up for their 10-minute practice. I counted them. Theywere supposed to be fourteen tonight and I saw only twelve. On the other side of the court were Geoff

and Patrick, still chatting with Lizzie and her friends. Patrick! I called firmly and withaccording to them

was my signaturesuperiority. His head shot at my direction and I tilted my head, raised my brow, as if to

say What are you waiting for, flirts? He nudged Geoff and ran to the team. Geoff, on the other hand,

took his time in parting with Lizzie. I am definitely giving them a piece of my mind after the game. Kyle

whispered for me to calm a bit and told them to give their best, held my hand for some time and sat on

the bench.

It was a close fight; I was on my feet the whole time. Kyle and I cheered and cheered all

throughout the game. It ended in favor of our team; it had been a fair one. After much greetings, we all

sat on the bench. Exhausted. Kyle went to the committee area. I remembered what happened just before

the game, I automatically stood up. I thought I heard my legs scream of shock.

Okay, congratulations, I told them without any emotion. They shot strange looks at me. Well,

right, you won. Do you think thats enough to disregard my urges to make this a priority of yours the

moment you enter the court? Were here to play the game, to have fun, and most of all to be responsible

members of this team, I was speaking loudly for them to be shaken from their reverie. What are you

pointing out? Julius asked seriously. Now I got them. I avoided looking at Geoff before I got to what I

want to say in his face. Im talking about the simple and obvious fact that in this team, there might be

some who instead of going here to play, come all the way here to chitchat with some people. I felt his

eyes on me. What the hell, Im being professional here. He should know that hes supposed to focus when

its game time.

I think I know this, Geoff said, shifting in his seat. He now had his elbows on his thighs, head

bowed. Gosh, hes so cute. NO! Thats not why Im here in front of them and besides, I shouldnt be

interested in him because the first sign happened between Kyle and me. Okay, okay, focus, focus, focus

Are you mad at me? he asked coolly.

You? I asked as casually as I could, any reason?Well, for one, a while ago, I was with Lizzie and the 10-minute practice time has started. If thats

what all this is about, Im sorry. Okay? He was looking at me; waiting for an answer which he probably

thought was yes. But I refused to say yes and challenged his assumption.

You knew it was time yet you didnt stop? What the heck is that? And, anyway, what ma kes you

think its about you talking to her? I felt my blood boiling under my skin.

If its not then whats your reason? Hmm? Thats the only thing I think you saw that looked like

chitchat or something. He was slowly standing up now.

Why do you always assume? And not only do you assume, you say out loud what you think I

think. Its crazy that when I talk about something about the team, you suppose its about you! This time

he was standing right in front of me. His height towered over me.

Geoff almost looked down at me but I did not feel intimidated. Honestly, he was annoying me

and had really gotten in my nerve! So you think I alwaysassume? He asked quietly. Whatever made

you think I suppose these topics are always about me without any basis ? Addy, I dont know but if you

cant stand my attitude these days, its not my fault. Sometimes you over-think. I really dont know

whats getting into you but I feel like when you see me doing something, you talk later like its really big.

Yet actually, its something we should discuss, the two of us. Dont drag the te am to this. Is this about

Liz Now he did it.

Okay, so Im the one with the problem? What does that Lizzie have to do with all of this? Why

do you keep dragging yourself into the middle of things when a lot of times you are not the middle of

those things! You think its about you and that Lizzie?! Go ahead and imagine, because it is not. Im talking

about the team here. Priority. Discipline. I was speaking louder now and I didnt care if others were


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staring at us because really, he just pisses me off. Imagine my anger when he said that my problem was

with him talking to Lizzie at the time of practice. Well, quite true but thats not the point. Its just not my

point.

Fine, Addy, fine. He said, turning his back on me and shaking his head. Everyone thought that

was it, he sat down again. I felt his words echo in my head, everyone thought that was it. They thought I

always blabber because it is quite obvious for everyone how Lizzie flirts with Geoff and that he is

somehow reciprocating it? Great! Just when I thought I still had my guy friends on my side of reason. Ilooked at each one of them and I didnt see anyone flashing a sign that says, Hey Addy, we really didnt

mean that or, Not all of us, though. NOT ONE. You all thought this was something personal I was

making such a big fuss about? No denials. Okay. Breathe thrice. Take one step back. Now turn and walk

to the gate. Dont listen to Julius calling you back, or Mico saying its okay. Forget about the whispering

people still staring at me. I just had to get away from them. From him.

I thought about walking home alone until Kyle caught up with me. What happened? I just saw

you werent there anymore so I decided tolook for you. Are you okay? Kyles face was a bit turned into a

frown. He looked even more angelic when hes serious. I dont know what to think . I mean, I should not

be that affected of what happened but Im just feeling so confused. Oh, its giving me a headache, I felt I

had to sob so I turned my face away. Kyle slowly turned my face toward him and spoke softly, Whatever

it is youre feeling right now, you could let it out. Ill stay as long as you need me tonight. Suddenly, a tear

fell on my cheek. I dont know whether he understood exactly why I was crying but I didnt mind. I needed

a shoulder to cry on.

My cellphone had vibrated more than a dozen times since I went out of the basketball court. I

didnt want to answer any call or text message from anyone. Why did it have to be this way? Why did he

have to shove right in my face how important all of them think he is to me ? Im not sure how to feel but I

dont know whats making me hate Geoff even more tonight. Is it the fact that he knows that whenever

he and Lizzie are together, I feel like my devil side wants to explode on them? Or is it the fact that they

dont think Im being reasonable whenever I tell them of things they should keep in mind during the

game? Or maybe, its that SIGN NUMBER ONE had happened with Kyle and Im still here, affected by that

Geoffs reactions? I am so disappointed more in myself than them.

Kyle, thank you so much for staying here for me. I really appreciate it, I told him as we sat out

in the garden. It was past 1 am and my brothers were still in the court. Its no big deal, Im just glad

youre kind of okay now. I know you didnt tell me everything you cried about tonight but I understand

how painful it can be knowing your friends hid what they felt about you, Kyle and I had been holdinghands for so long.

Still, I want to thank you.

Youre always welcome, Addy.

I think its time for you to go, I was removing my hand lightly.

Yeah, its kinda late. He held me by the shoulders and kissed me lightly on the cheek.

Call your driver, Ill check on my brothers. He dialed his drivers number while I texted kuya

Angelo. His only reply was: lets talk later, Adeng. Gonna sleep 2gether, all 3 of us. Is kyle there?I didnt

send any reply anymore. A few minutes later, Manong Brad arrived and opened the car door for Kyle. Ill

see you, Addy. Good night, Kyle muttered to me as I walked him to the gate. Good night, take care, I

answered. Mang Brad called out to me, Miss Addy, good night ha! I waved at him and smiled. Kyle

rolled down his window and I blew him a kiss. He pretended to catch it and gave me that killer-smile

again.

I know I should not be affected by how he feels for Lizzie because, what the heck, the first sign

happened with Kyle. What more should I ask for? Right, the SIGN NUMBER TWO (He has to sing my

favorite song, Longer, to me). Whatever he does with Lizzie, I wont feel anything anymore. One more

thing, I think I have a problem with the team. I just have to ta lk to Maxine tomorrow, good thing shell be

coming over. Besides, I know Louie would have told her by the time we meet. Good graces! What an

evening again!

Procedure Number Nine:

Have a Best Friend within Hugging Distance


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Last night, my brothers arrived about an hour after Kyle left. We didnt actually have a long talk

about what happened. Kuya Anthony said, Its just like that with guys, you know. You wont really expect

whats going on in our minds so just let it pass. I agree with him with the unexpected thing but Ill let it

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